He is just a wanderer, and he just needs to find a way to leave this time and space as soon as possible and return to the Marvel time and space where his original body exists.
"Let's go." Caesar turned and left.
"Ah, go?"
Azazo was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted and followed Caesar excitedly, "Yes, let's go! Let's go! Master, slow down, wait for me."
"Just call me Young Master from now on. As for you, how about calling me Xiaohong?"
"Um. Young Master, can you change your name?"
"That big red."
"… "
The two figures stretched out along the coast and soon disappeared together at the corner of the street.
In an extended black Buick, Commander Jena sat in the driver's seat, taking Charles, Raven, Maura, and Eric who was rescued in the sea to a secret military base protected by military forces.
"You will like this place. This is where the CIA studies military combat weapons and defense. I am the general manager and the highest officer here."
Jenna proudly parked the car in the open space, got out and walked inside with Charles and his group.
"Why should I go with you?" Eric's face was stern, with his backpack on his shoulder.
Charles immediately advised, "Eric, we have a common enemy. The people from the Hellfire Club are very powerful. It is very dangerous to fight them alone. What's more, even if you are sure of defeating them, you won't be able to find their current location."
"Okay, I'll stay for a while." Eric nodded. He had to admit that as a professor, Charles was very good at teaching and guiding others.
"Then let's stay here for the time being and find a way to deal with those people." Riven took the lead and followed Gena into the building.
I don’t know how late the discussion lasted, but when the meeting ended, everyone went back to their assigned rooms to sleep.
Charles yawned as he walked down the corridor and saw Maura leaning against the railing alone, staring up at the moon in a daze.
"Thinking about something." Charles walked towards her.
"Can't you read minds?" Maura rolled her eyes at Charles when she saw that the person coming was him.
Charles said seriously: "I usually don't pry into other people's thoughts casually."
"I don't believe you."
Maura looked at the moon again and said inexplicably, "Professor Charles, I heard that you lived with Caesar. What kind of person is he?"
When Charles heard the name Caesar, the expression in his eyes became complicated.
Chapter 529 The Real Wolverine
A moon peeked out from the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the open space of the base.
Charles bent over slightly, holding his hand on the corridor railing, and glanced at Maura beside him, "Why do you suddenly want to know about Caesar?"
Maura turned away, not wanting to answer, but afraid that Charles would read her mind, so she could only evade the question: "According to you, he is also a mutant, and a British Duke. If he can join us, maybe we can increase our chances of winning against those people from the Hellfire Club."
"Him?" Charles' mouth twitched.
"Is his mutant ability not suitable for combat?" Mora looked at him in surprise.
"No." Charles shook his head. "Rather than saying his abilities are not suitable for combat, it's more that I don't know what his specific mutant abilities are."
"How is this possible?" Mora was really surprised this time.
"That's the truth. Even though we've lived under the same roof for several years, the only person I can't see through is probably Caesar."
Charles said this, helplessly spreading his hands and said: "My ability, from childhood to adulthood, has never been able to enter Caesar's consciousness. Even when he was sleeping and most defenseless. If the consciousness of an ordinary person is like an ordinary house, you can get in as long as you find the door. Then his consciousness is like a super safe with layers of encryption."
"What kind of person is he?" Mora opened his mouth a little and asked the question for the second time.
"how to say."
Charles scratched his head and pointed to the sky outside. "He came from the sky."
"In the sky?"
"Yes. I was less than ten years old at that time, on the night I met Raven. Caesar fell from the sky like a meteorite and smashed a hole in my yard, but he was still unharmed. He was homeless, so naturally he stayed in my house temporarily."
"You're also a complete weirdo."
After hearing Charles' answer, Mora didn't know what to say. Is it something an ordinary person would do to let people of unknown identity and origin live in his home
Maura got the point and said, "Wait. So Caesar was only about three or four years old at that time?"
"Yes. He is much younger than us. Originally, Riven and I treated him as our brother. But after we got to know each other better..."
Charles' eyes were complicated, and he said, "At that time, Caesar was already more mature than expected, and... because of my telepathic mutant ability, my brain development is far beyond that of ordinary people. I can remember everything I learn, and I can learn anything as soon as I get started. I am undoubtedly a super genius. But after returning home, I still have to ask Caesar for help with questions I don't understand. I am a special person who is both my teacher and friend."
Mora took over the conversation thoughtfully, "Caesar, is he also a genius?"
"Genius?" Charles couldn't help laughing. "I've never seen him study. He seems to be born knowing everything. He is one of those oriental geniuses who are born knowing everything. In front of him, all those who claim to be geniuses will feel ashamed."
Maura was becoming more and more shocked by Charles' extremely high evaluation. In her opinion as a CIA agent, Charles was already among the top geniuses. She didn't expect that Caesar's genius level was even higher than that.
"Alright. Go to bed early. We still have to look for the whereabouts of the Hellfire Club tomorrow."
Charles yawned and walked towards his room, waving goodbye to Maura.
Maura was still standing there, not knowing what she was thinking.
"That's right." Charles stopped walking, without even turning his head, and said solemnly: "Instead of trying to get Caesar involved, it would be better to look for other mutants. If Caesar wanted to take action, I'm afraid the world situation would have developed in the direction he imagined."
After throwing down this incomprehensible sentence, Charles continued to walk, and his figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, leaving Maura standing quietly in the corridor in a daze.
They didn't notice that at the other corner of the corridor, Eric was leaning against the wall, listening to the conversation between the two in silence.
"Caesar..." Eric muttered to himself, quietly clenching his fists.
America, New York, a late night bar somewhere in the city.
Looking up at the bustling place with bright lights and feasting before him, Azazo turned his head to look at Caesar beside him and asked in surprise: "Young Master, why did we come to this kind of place?"
"To gather intelligence." Caesar said as a matter of course.
Azazo was stunned again, and said, "Want to find intelligence? Young Master, I can help you sneak into the intelligence databases of various countries' agencies to check."
"Dahong, what do you know?" Caesar said unhappily, "That's so boring. It's not like here where we have fine wine to drink and beautiful women to chat with. Besides, the intelligence I want is not available in the intelligence databases of major countries. If you want to know why, I have already read it all a few years ago."
Azazo nodded, "I'm grateful for your advice."